Chapter 1283

In an instant, she became frantic, her eyes darting towards the source of the sound.

“lan, are you alright?

lan held her back, pressing her gently onto the couch

Tm fine, just stay still.”

Tears welled in her eyes instantly

I’m sorry. I’m truly sorry I thought someone was impersonating you. I smelled something off about you, felt the floor different beneath me. Was I moved somewhere else? Was I just brought back?”

Her mind was a whirlwind

lan held her hand, his chest still being stitched up

“Maja, it was just a nightmare”

Maja was speaking incoherently To an outsider it might seem as though she’d lost her mind

“I didnt”

Her voice trailed off as she heard Phelps cautioning fan.

“Avoid water near your wound, be careful of a similar accident happening. If that knife had hit your heart, no one could’ve saved you”

Phelps words hit her like a punch, freezing her instantly

She almost killed lan

attack, he would

sweat trickled down her back, her voice failed her.

so many questions Phelps had told her it would take at least three days for her to regain her voice yet

why can I speak

moth trapped in the darkness, battering itself against invisible walls, unable to find

hand, urging her to calm down

been unconscious for four days, running a fever. It broke just a couple of days ago. You must be disoriented from the illness. I’m

unconscious for four days? But why hadn’t she felt anything?

the house, why is there suddenly incense”

it. You mentioned having trouble sleeping, this incense is supposed to help”

felt a floor different from the one

pain so

He pulled her

a nightmare scare you?

slick with cold sweat, she didnt know what to say still feeling guilty for

chimed in from

Maybe her time at Eric’s mansion has caused some psychological issues she’s not aware of

agreement. “We should get a psychologist for her. She’s not making much sense. We may not be so lucky next

kissing her cheek in

to doubt herself, questioning whether

other than lan, and felt like she was trapped in a

was Greenfield Gardens, and she was living under lan’s watchful eyes, he wouldn’t let anything happen to

arm, her voice a mere whisper, “Maybe we should call a psychologist,

her close. “You’re not sick. It was just a nightmare. Let’s

seemed like he was willing to

so naturally, she didn’t see lan warning them with a glare.

Casson families had been reaching out to him, most likely

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